I have never before understood the ancient practice of using professional mourners, usually female who would participate in funeral rites by loud expressions of grief, sometimes even of a musical nature. I have always found it easy to cry for others, but somehow not for myself. My father passed away 12 years ago at the age of 90 and now my mother reached the end of her life at 97. I feel their loss, but it is not a painful one. Perhaps if I did not believe that they went to a better place I would be more upset.
Lynn Miles' voice is tender and achingly sad. The song reaches a keening climax that is breathtaking. I am in awe and I am grateful for her gift of song which is my grief therapy.